Hello everyone, I decided to come up with this pseudo-novelization of one of my Fallout New Vegas playthroughs. I want to it very clear that this playthrough was done with some mods that make the game better in my opinion. Besides that as you will see ahead, my OC Courier and the Divide are non-canon because I honestly didn't like the fact that they had to give the Courier a backstory through a DLC.

Anyways, without any further delay I present to you Into the Mojave.

As I started to wake up I asked myself what had happened and why did the back of my head hurt so much. As I forced myself to open my eyes and regained enough consciousness to understand the situation I was in I noticed that both my hands and feet were tied up while I was kneeling on the ground.

I couldn't hear anything except silence, but that was until it was broken by a demanding male voice, " You got what you were after so pay up!"

A second male voice replied, "You're crying in the rain pally."

As I finally tried to break free from the ropes that were keeping my gloved hands together another voice spoke in an amused tone, and this one was talking about me. "Guess who's wakin' up over here."

Forgetting about the ropes I looked up into that dark night that was only iluminated by a petrol lamp nearby and a full moon far away. In front of me there were three man. Two of them wore leather sleeveless jackets and white bandanas, had beards and rough looks on their faces with one of them holding a shovel. The third man was standing in between the others, he was wearing a white checkered suit jacket and a pair of grey suit pants, he had a well maintained hair and didn't have a single trace of dust or Wasteland wear. And as this well dressed man finished his cigarette and stomped on it he spoke, "Time to cash out."

As the third man aproached me one of the rough looking guys spoke in an impatient tone, "Will you get it over with?"

"Maybe Khans kill people without looking them in the face, but I ain't a fink, dig?" replied the checkered jacket man while pointing a finger in the hair and turning his head to the one that had spoken.

He then reached inside his jacket and brought out a casino chip, but it wasn't any chip, that was made of platinum with the name Lucky 38 engraved on it, but it also was the package I was supposed to deliver. I felt my heart starting to pound. As he showed me the chip he told me, "You made your last delivery kid."

As he put the chip away and reached for something else inside the jacket he apologized, "Sorry you got twisted up in this scene". As he finished his sentence he pulled a pistol out of his jacket I understood what was going to happen and I knew I would be out of this world very shortly. All I could feel was my heart rate going up, I couldn't react and I couldn't take my eyes of that gun as I felt them grow wider with every second.

Noticing my fear the man spoke in a serious and almost insulted tone, "From where you're kneeling it must seem like an 18-Carat run of bad luck. But the truth is..." and as he relaxed his face and pointed the gun at me he finished, "The game was rigged from the start."

I opened my mouth to try and scream but the man pulled the trigger and all I saw was a bright flash before it all went dark. I had been shot in the head.

As I layed there in the empty darkness I didn't say a word, I actually couldn't say anything as it seemed I had lost that capability, the only thing I could do was looking in the past to my only 20 years on this Earth; I didn't look at any specific moment for too long as I was just going through my entire life.

I saw the place I was born, the outskirts of Bakersville in California back in 2261, which was a place under the New California Republic jurisdiction. I saw my parents, who both died when I was four years old as victims of a massive raider attack on our home settlement. Fortunately an NCR detachment was nearby and managed to make the raiders retreat but not without half of a settlement worth of casualities. I saw the man who adopted me, an NCR Lieutenant who belonged to the detachment that led the counter-offensive against the raiders. This noble man took me home and alongside his wife they would raise me alongside their two other sons.

I saw the good life I had with my adoptive family but I also saw the terrible event that brought their end. With the NCR expansion east there were news about the Hoover Dam in Nevada being almost untouched by the bombs that destroyed this world 200 years ago. The Republic's objective was to make it work again since it could provide power to the entire Republic's jurisdiction. But in 2277 a major battle broke over the Dam between the Republic and a group calling themselves the Caesar's Legion. In this battle both my adoptive father and brothers would fall and never return home. After it my adoptive mother fell into depression and would perish of a heart attack only 6 months later. As the atmosphere grew heavier on me everyday that passed after the last member of my family had passed away I took the chance of leaving home to never return.

After a couple of weeks wandering around California I would end up in an NCR boot camp where I failed training and had to be sent away. After that I came across a trader settlement near Telescope Peak where I would start to work as an NCR courier.

After some years working for the NCR I would come across an office of a courier company called Mojave Express, it was a delivery company that only worked inside the Mojave Desert, and after a couple of successful jobs for them I would get called for what they said it would be the delivery of my life. This delivery was an odd one since I was only required to deliver a casino chip made of platinum. The destination was the city of New Vegas and the delivery couldn't be more simple than that, besides the payment was very good, too good for a round object slightly bigger than a coin. I took the job since I was in need of caps, but what seemed like easy job took a turn for the worse and I got myself ambushed, captured and killed.

In the darkness I was in I didn't know how much time it had passed, was it hours, days or weeks? Maybe even years.

But as I thought about all this a bright flash blinded me and I felt something that I can only describe as surreal. After what seemed like an eternity in that dark emptiness I felt that I was waking up.